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Juice Wrld - Freestyle On Insta Live Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, I was finna freestyle for y'all but she say I gotta go
Ayy, what?

[Verse]
I'm finna rap for a minute, that .40 on me, I'ma blast when I'm in it, uh
I shoot a movie like Bennett, these niggas be fake, why these niggas pretending, ooh?
Pull up on me, then I kill 'em, my UFC Glock'll put 'em in submission, ooh
I don't roll with the pussy at all, I be beatin' up the kittin', ooh
Look at the way that I switch up, uh
Codeine, maybe some liquor, ooh
My dick all in your bitches, ooh
She all on my britches, ooh
I had to burn them bridges, ooh, huh
Stand up for whats right, I feel like Ruby Bridges, ooh, yeah, uh
I'm on my own shit, out the freezer, on the cold shit
Run up on me, that shit over with
You get cranked, like Soulja did
Doin' bitches like homework
.40 on me, that's a boner
I was broke sellin' mo' work
I was broke sellin' mo' work
No time for the homework
Now a nigga up-next
Niggas uptight like rough sex
Pull up on a scene get, white bitch from white head nigga that's rough neck
Try if you wanna, you get smoked like a blunt, marijuana
All my niggas gettin' all of the money
I feel like I am a percocet zombie, ooh
Niggas want beef with me, but see, we not equally, huh, uh
These niggas fail to see, I send 'em to Hell for free
These bitches they hail for me, they goin' through hell for me, ooh
I know a bitch that do voodoo in Florida, she cast a spell for me, ooh
Damn, ain't that the realest?
She got the broomstick and all, you thought I was kiddin', ooh?
Fuck out your feelings, I'm gettin' money, these niggas be trippin'
These niggas dyin' to live, I may just die from livin', ooh
Hahaha